Matthew's POV
I tossed my phone aside in rage. My entire body was bubbling with anger, and despite my efforts to keep my emotions concealed, they spilled over. Alexander was definitely brave, I had to give that to him. Unlike his father, he definitely had some backbone, and I was certain now that it wouldn't be easy to break him. But it was something I had to do, a promise I must keep. However, at the moment, there wasn't much I could do. Thanks to an important business, I haven't been able to keep my attention on Logan and his son. I basically had no information on Alexander at the moment, and if it weren't for his father, I wouldn't even know that he had gotten his leg surgery. But now, Alexander had left home, and according to Logan he had bought property in a place he really didn't know. Aside from that, I was completely in the dark when it came to Alexander. Clenching my fists in rage, I sent the vase on the table flying and crashing into the wall with a kick. Those two were definitely brave, they had the audacity to try to live like they'd done nothing to me and my family?! Not only had his father stolen my father's business idea, he had built his empire and wealth off that idea. And as if that wasn't enough, they had the audacity to lock my father up for fighting for what was rightfully his. They had made my life miserable while the both of them lived their best lives. While I was on the streets hustling for a day's meal, Alexander had been on the cover of magazines. He had girls fawning over him, and had his future basically set for him, and all of that had been based on my father's hard work and ideas. It was unforgivable, the crimes they had committed. And to punish them for that, I had promised my dad to either take back what belonged to him, or completely destroy their empire. The sound of the shattered vase still echoed in my ears as I turned toward the desk, forcing myself to calm down. Losing control wasn’t going to solve anything. If I wanted to deal with Alexander and his father, I needed a clear plan—and the first step was confronting Logan Forger himself. He had broken our truce, and he needed to get punished for it. I grabbed my coat from the back of the chair and headed for the door. "Is something the matter?" My second in command, Viktor, inquired after he noticed that I was visibly annoyed. “Prepare the car,” I said, my voice cold and sharp “We’re paying Logan Forger a visit.” Viktor raised an eyebrow but didn’t question me. He was clearly curious, but I didn't have the time to give answers at the moment. With a simple nod, he walked away to carry out the orders. Drawing in a deep breath, I hurried down the stairs, my mind still running wild with possible punishments for Logan. Not only had he broken our agreement, he even had the galls to keep it a secret until now. And as for Alexander— "We're ready." Viktor interrupted my thoughts with his announcement. I gave him a subtle nod before walking outside to meet the car ready with escorts. "There's no need for all of this, I'll be going with Viktor alone." I said to the rest of my men who were ready to accompany me anywhere. "Are you sure? Logan Forger is not someone we should take lightly." Viktor reminded me in a whisper. I knew that already, and while it was wise to come prepared while facing someone like Logan Forger, I wasn't going to fight a war with him right now, I was simply going to tell him to prepare for it. "I know, but there's nothing to be worried about, let's just leave." Viktor didn't argue, he rarely argued with me. It wasn't because he was submissive, he was just a loyal subordinate, one that had stood by my side through a lot of tough times. We had been childhood friends, and his father was part of my father's cartel—the one that I had taken over now. Just like my father, Viktor's father had also been thrown in jail for being an accomplice to my father. He had a grudge against the Forgers as well, and seemed to hate them more than I did. It wasn't odd, because unlike me, he had no direct relationship with the Forgers, and didn't share a family bond like I did with them. With a simple nod, Viktor took control of the wheel, and in mere minutes we were in front of the main gate of the Forger family mansion. "Shit!" Exclaimed the guard outside the moment he recognized me and Viktor. "Tell the boss that he has visitors, unexpected ones." He added before casting Viktor and I a wicked glare. We didn't pay him any attention, dealing with people like him was relatively easy, and there was no reason to waste our time on things that were not important. We waited for a moment before the guard who had left to deliver the information returned. He whispered a couple of words into the words of the one on duty, and after giving us a disgusting stare, he went ahead to finally open the gate. Once inside, Viktor and I wasted no time in heading towards the courtyard where I knew without doubt that Logan was waiting. It was our usual meeting spot, and I could already tell he knew the reason for my visit the moment we locked eyes. "It's been a while uncle, it seems you've grown quite the audacity since the last time we met." I started as I closed the distance between us. "I can say the same for you, coming here without security, you've gotten brave yourself." Logan returned, his words suddenly forcing to take a defensive stance. In the same instant, multiple guards appeared from the corner, each of them armed and ready to shoot. A wicked grin spread across Logan's face at the sight of me being defenseless. "Tell me dear nephew, why should I allow you to leave this place alive?”Matthew's POV "We both know killing me won't be beneficial to either of us. My people are aware that I've come here. If I'm not to return, be certain that there will be consequences." "You're brave to make threats even in your condition, brat!" Logan cursed before gesturing for his security team to lower their guns. He knew better than I that he wouldn't make it out unscathed if he harmed me. "So what are you here for? Make it snappy." "I'm sure you're already aware of the reasons for my visit. But if you're really daft, then allow me to refresh your memory. Your son is walking again, you've broken the terms of our agreement, and I'm sure you're prepared for what will come next." I said with a tone that perfectly mirrored the rage I was feeling at that moment. I didn't care whether or not his men were still around. He had broken a promise he made to my father, and I needed a good explanation to not immediately kill his son for that betrayal. "You think I can control a grown man?"
Heather's POV Although Alexander couldn't properly walk yet, modeling agencies had already begun to call and harass him for jobs again. He hadn't accepted any yet, but I was sure it wouldn't be long before he did so. He could walk up and down the stairs now without any problems, and could jug for short amounts of time. He wasn't back to full health, but it was clear that he was making great improvements.Although Alexander was happy that he was getting deals after everything that had happened, we still had no idea how news of his surgery had gotten out to the public. It was in front of every newspaper and big magazine, and his phone wouldn't stop buzzing from all the girls and companies trying to reach out to him. At first we had thought Dr Harrington was the snitch, but Alexander figured it was either his father or Mathew who had pulled this stunt. Although all the attention was a bit sickening, I was happy for Alexander most of the time. We might not be couples at the moment, but
Alexander's POV Although my blood was boiling, I remained calm, maintaining a steady smile as I continued my discussion with Rose. One thing was certain, and that was the fact that I was never going to work with her establishment no matter how much they had to offer. She had crossed a line, and I didn't care if she didn't know that Heather was my wife or not. Her reaction was simply too abrasive, and was not one that I could condone.With a smile on her face, Rose reached for my hand on the table and squeezed it gently. "I'm glad you can walk again, perhaps we can celebrate over dinner tonight?" Rose offered, squeezing Alexander's hands a bit tighter. I pulled my hand away gently but firmly, my smile faltering just enough to let her know I wasn’t interested. “I appreciate the offer, Rose, but I’ll have to decline. My schedule is already packed.”Her smile tightened, but she didn’t let it drop. “You’re always so busy, Alexander. Surely you can spare a little time for an old friend. E
Alexander's POV "It's been a while, Alex. How have you been?" Cynthia inquired in her calm soothing voice. I didn't reply immediately, I was far too stunned to reply as quickly as I should have. How did she get my number? Why was she calling? What was going on? My thoughts were a chaotic mess as I stared at my phone, unsure of how to react to the shock of hearing her voice. "Alex?" she prompted, her voice pulling me back to the present, and only then did I realize that I might have been silent for a little too long. I cleared my throat, trying to steady myself. "Cynthia... it's unexpected to hear from you. I've been well, you?" "Well? Surely that's not all," she said with a small laugh that was all too familiar to my memories. "You did just regain your ability to walk after a year, Alex." "Oh," I said, trying my best to sound calm and collected even though I was anything but. My years of experience in hiding my true feelings helped me manage that. "You heard about that too?"
Heather's POV"What on earth do you think you're doing?! Who is going to pay these tuition fees?! You're twenty four already, Heather! You shouldn't be wasting your life in college, get married and free this family of one burden already!" My father, Uriel Stone, yelled before tossing the envelope I had given him across the room. "Aren't you ashamed of yourself?! Leaching off your parents at this age! And now you have the guts to push your fees on us?"I remained still, tears slowly welling up in my eyes. I knew it was stupid of me to ask my parents for help after everything they've done for me, but I was in a tight position and they were the only people who I could ask for help. I worked multiple part time jobs, and had been able to pay for my tuition fee for the past years. This was my last year in college, and the fees were a lot bigger than what I had anticipated. I had saved up half of it, and needed the remaining half of the money.My parents weren't wealthy, if anything I'd say
Heather's POV I had thought everything my mother said was part of some big prank, but reality had struck when different cars pulled up in front of our house at dusk. I only needed one glance to tell me that these weren't ordinary people, and my fear had been confirmed when I laid eyes on Logan Forger, the wealthiest man in the entire city. "Welcome, Mr Forger—""Let's not waste any time, where is she?" Logan interjected before my father had the chance to properly welcome him.."Here she is, Heather Stone, my beautiful daughter." Father replied with a bright smile as he walked over to where I stood with a hung head. "Raise your head, child, I don't have time to play around." Logan commanded and I obeyed promptly. Even though I had spent the last thirty minutes crying out my eyes, mother had made sure she had covered my swollen eyes with makeup. Not once had she allowed me to put on makeup, to her it was a waste of money, but today had been different. "She's a beauty, isn't she?" F
Alexander's POV"A bride?!" I inquired as I slowly reached for my wheelchair. I had heard that my father had been up to something, but getting me another wife was not what I had intended. This was the third time in less than a year, and at this point it had become insulting and rude. I didn't need a bride, and I definitely didn't need him going out and picking random women off the streets for me anytime he pleased. Getting onto my wheelchair, I wheeled myself towards his bedroom, where I knew he would be. The tires of my wheelchair squeaked faintly against the polished floor. He could tell I was coming, and while I wished I could be more discreet, I unfortunately did not have the leisure to make that decision.Reaching his room, I pushed open his door with unrestrained rage to meet him sitting at his desk, leaning back in his chair with a satisfied smirk on his face. “Alex—” he greeted casually, as though he hadn’t just upended my life for the third time in less than a year. “I was
Alexander's POV I glared at the lady in front of me, unsure of what to make of the words she had just said. Could she not see that I was crippled? Or had she been forced to play this act by my father? "I have nothing to give you, can't you see that?" I laid out for her just in case she couldn't see that I was in a wheelchair. "If you want a child, I can't give you that. I don't know who you are, and I'm sure you don't know anything about me beyond the magazines. So what is it? What do you want? Money? How much did my father pay you—"I paused the moment I saw tears trickling down from her face. She was crying, but why? Had my words been too harsh, or was she shedding tears for a completely different reason. Perhaps she was crying at how miserable the man she had been forced to marry was. It wasn't the first time I've seen this, and it definitely wouldn't be the last.I wheeled closer to her, determined to find out why she was crying. "What is it? What's the matter with you now?" I
Alexander's POV "It's been a while, Alex. How have you been?" Cynthia inquired in her calm soothing voice. I didn't reply immediately, I was far too stunned to reply as quickly as I should have. How did she get my number? Why was she calling? What was going on? My thoughts were a chaotic mess as I stared at my phone, unsure of how to react to the shock of hearing her voice. "Alex?" she prompted, her voice pulling me back to the present, and only then did I realize that I might have been silent for a little too long. I cleared my throat, trying to steady myself. "Cynthia... it's unexpected to hear from you. I've been well, you?" "Well? Surely that's not all," she said with a small laugh that was all too familiar to my memories. "You did just regain your ability to walk after a year, Alex." "Oh," I said, trying my best to sound calm and collected even though I was anything but. My years of experience in hiding my true feelings helped me manage that. "You heard about that too?"
Alexander's POV Although my blood was boiling, I remained calm, maintaining a steady smile as I continued my discussion with Rose. One thing was certain, and that was the fact that I was never going to work with her establishment no matter how much they had to offer. She had crossed a line, and I didn't care if she didn't know that Heather was my wife or not. Her reaction was simply too abrasive, and was not one that I could condone.With a smile on her face, Rose reached for my hand on the table and squeezed it gently. "I'm glad you can walk again, perhaps we can celebrate over dinner tonight?" Rose offered, squeezing Alexander's hands a bit tighter. I pulled my hand away gently but firmly, my smile faltering just enough to let her know I wasn’t interested. “I appreciate the offer, Rose, but I’ll have to decline. My schedule is already packed.”Her smile tightened, but she didn’t let it drop. “You’re always so busy, Alexander. Surely you can spare a little time for an old friend. E
Heather's POV Although Alexander couldn't properly walk yet, modeling agencies had already begun to call and harass him for jobs again. He hadn't accepted any yet, but I was sure it wouldn't be long before he did so. He could walk up and down the stairs now without any problems, and could jug for short amounts of time. He wasn't back to full health, but it was clear that he was making great improvements.Although Alexander was happy that he was getting deals after everything that had happened, we still had no idea how news of his surgery had gotten out to the public. It was in front of every newspaper and big magazine, and his phone wouldn't stop buzzing from all the girls and companies trying to reach out to him. At first we had thought Dr Harrington was the snitch, but Alexander figured it was either his father or Mathew who had pulled this stunt. Although all the attention was a bit sickening, I was happy for Alexander most of the time. We might not be couples at the moment, but
Matthew's POV "We both know killing me won't be beneficial to either of us. My people are aware that I've come here. If I'm not to return, be certain that there will be consequences." "You're brave to make threats even in your condition, brat!" Logan cursed before gesturing for his security team to lower their guns. He knew better than I that he wouldn't make it out unscathed if he harmed me. "So what are you here for? Make it snappy." "I'm sure you're already aware of the reasons for my visit. But if you're really daft, then allow me to refresh your memory. Your son is walking again, you've broken the terms of our agreement, and I'm sure you're prepared for what will come next." I said with a tone that perfectly mirrored the rage I was feeling at that moment. I didn't care whether or not his men were still around. He had broken a promise he made to my father, and I needed a good explanation to not immediately kill his son for that betrayal. "You think I can control a grown man?"
Matthew's POV I tossed my phone aside in rage. My entire body was bubbling with anger, and despite my efforts to keep my emotions concealed, they spilled over.Alexander was definitely brave, I had to give that to him. Unlike his father, he definitely had some backbone, and I was certain now that it wouldn't be easy to break him. But it was something I had to do, a promise I must keep. However, at the moment, there wasn't much I could do. Thanks to an important business, I haven't been able to keep my attention on Logan and his son. I basically had no information on Alexander at the moment, and if it weren't for his father, I wouldn't even know that he had gotten his leg surgery.But now, Alexander had left home, and according to Logan he had bought property in a place he really didn't know. Aside from that, I was completely in the dark when it came to Alexander. Clenching my fists in rage, I sent the vase on the table flying and crashing into the wall with a kick. Those two were d
Alexander's POV Doctor Harrington arrived sooner than we had expected. And without wasting a second, he got straight to work. In less than ten minutes, my cast was off, and the next twenty minutes was spent examining my legs and teaching me how to walk again. I didn't quite get a hang of the walking part, but Dr Harrington promised me that with constant practice I should be back on my feet like any regular human."It might take weeks, months even, but with steady practice he'll walk perfectly fine again. Shall I recommend a trainer?""No, I think we can handle things on our own here." I replied with a smile, one that mirrored the enormous joy I felt at the moment. "You're in good hands, Heather is a capable student of mine. I'm certain you'll be alright." Dr Harrington commented before picking up his suitcase. "Have a nice day Mr Forger, you too Heather." "Thank you for everything." Heather said to the doctor who merely smiled before exiting the room. Heather turned towards me, and
Alexander's POV The last three months had been the longest of my entire life. I woke up each day feeling more eager to use my legs than the previous day. The days had been slow, and while they hadn't been the best days of my life, I was sure things were about to change soon. "Dr Harrington will be here in less than an hour." Heather informed the minute she got off the phone. A bright smile crossed my face as I drew in a deep breath. Finally I would be able to use my legs after a full year and a couple months. Although I could stand and take a few steps now, I never really pushed it. The last thing I wanted were complications, I didn't want to wait even a day more to get these bandages and restrictions off. "Thank you, Heather." I whispered as I pulled her closer for a light kiss on the lips. Her cheeks turned pink just before she tossed her face out of my view. She was still a bit shy around me, but compared to her first week, she had really grown—both on me, and emotionally too.
Heather's POV I remained still, mouth agape, and completely unsure of how to react to what I had just heard. Was Alexander playing games with me, or did he really mean the words that had just left his mouth? Has his father really done such a thing? And who on earth was this cousin of his?"I don't want you to worry about any of this, it's nothing to me anymore, so don't let it bother you." Alexander added, but at that moment it was clear that he was trying to convince himself that nothing serious had happened. But this was definitely something to be worried about, and a lot more than he was treating it. Sure, he mentioned not believing everything his father had said, but exactly didn't mean that those words were lies. And if by chance they weren't, that meant that Alexander now had people who might be after his life. "Are you going to tell the police about this?" I inquired in a shaky voice, one that Alexander couldn't have missed because he soon wheeled closer to hold my hand. Gent
Heather's POV "Pack whatever you need, we're leaving now!" Those were the first things Alexander said to me the moment he entered the room. He was visibly annoyed, and even though I had questions, I diligently obeyed to avoid angering him the more."Is there a reason we're leaving? You just got back from the hospital, shouldn't you rest a little bit—""Just get your things ready and stop asking questions!" He scolded me. "Okay." I whispered, hurt by his words and tone. Alexander didn't seem to care, he was clearly blinded by rage and didn't want to share his pain with me. It didn't take long for me to be done with packing, I didn't have much anyway. "I'm ready." I announced to Alex who could visibly see that I was ready. He let out a tired sigh before finally replying to me."Wait in the car, I'll be with you soon." "Is everything alright—""Just wait in the car Heather. I'm alright, don't worry about me." Alexander interrupted calmly. His tone was a lot calmer now, but I could s